Old and lonely, I thought a dog would complete my life.
“Old and lonely, I thought a dog would complete my life.
I found him wandering, dirty, hungry, I caressed him, he followed me without fear.
Now this is my dog, I am his owner.
I talk to him, he lick my hands back.
“We won’t have anything to eat tomorrow, pension is over, we’ll have to wait!”
This blessed day arrives, lined up with other retirees, the booklet wrinkled by time, clenched in my hands, awaiting my turn. Fido is happily wagging his tail.
He knows today we going to eat more and a little better.
it’s winter time yet My house without fire is cold. Staying close and keeping me warm.
Source: Dasha Taran
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